Everyone has secrets
1369 Words
Chapter 4
~Fiona~
We hold each other’s gaze for a while. f**k, I’m a mess, and now he sees me for the mess that I am.
I don’t know what to feel, I don’t even know how to feel. My mouth opened but no words came out, I had so many questions.
We don’t know each other now, he already made that clear. I can’t mess up Steph’s marriage because of an old love that should have died down over the years he ghosted me.
Forcing a deep breath down my heavy lungs, I attempt walking away… but his hands hold me back before I could even walk past him.
He pulls me to his chest and f**k, I could feel all my nerves flare up, my heart beating faster and pumping blood between my legs. My n*****s harden, my face flush.
I could literally feel the heat between my legs, I hate that he still has this much control over me. What is wrong with me?
I try to push him away, but he holds me even tighter
“Let me f*****g go” my voice managed as a whisper
“Are you sure you want that?” My breath hitched in my throat, as I could hear the confidence in his rugged voice, raw and unapologetic, like he didn’t let me go years ago.
“Desmond… s**t, Charles. Leave me the f**k alone or i’ll scream”
He smirks holding my eyes as if daring me to go ahead
I try to wriggle out of his tight hold, but he takes me by surprise when he pushes me into the elevator, the doors automatically closing, and takes my lips.
I was too stunned to process what was going on. His kiss deepens as his hands travel to grab one of my t**s.
This is not right! I can’t be doing this with my friend’s husband while my fake boyfriend is waiting for me in the room.
I feel his hands slip into the hem of my shorts. Warning bells blares in my mind, my left hand immediately tries to stop him, then I feel his hot tongue sliding from my lips to the curve of my neck, where he gently sucks on, sending heat waves down my body.
No! I can’t be enjoying this.
Immediately the elevator hit the ground floor, without much thought, I bite him hard on his neck and immediately made a run for the door.
I dashed out and without looking back, made use of the stairs, taking them by twos as I run back to my room, praying no one saw that.
I immediately bolt into the bathroom, hoping Nicholas didn’t catch my tattered look. I hear a soft knock on the bathroom door
“Are you okay?” I could hear the concern in Nicholas’ voice
“Uhmm… yeah. It’s just the cold, I’ll be fine”
“Are you sure? You know you don’t have to join your friends at the lounge tonight”
“It’s a reunion. I’m almost done. They will be at the pool side now, you can go meet them, I’ll join y’all later”
“Nah, I’ll go with you. Plus, our food just came in. Be quick so it doesn’t get cold. It's too cold outside to not have a warm meal”
“Just a minute”
I hear his footsteps retreat. What just happened? I can’t even think of this, Charles assaulted me in the elevator and… I still was turned on by that fucker. I’m in deep s**t, three f*****g weeks with my ex lover who isn’t making my life easy.
I calmed my nerves, had a hot bath again and dressed in the bath room.
“Do you feel better?” Nicholas asks
“Never been better”
He taps on the empty side of the sofa beside him signaling for me to join him, I couldn’t help but smile
“You didn’t start before me?” I asked
Noticing all the food still untouched
“Ladies first. I’m such a gentle man. I know”
Rolling my eyes, I took a large bite of the hot chicken soup, damn, I didn’t know I was hungry. I choose to not bring up the text, Nicholas looks harmless. Maybe, it’s nothing.
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~Fiona~
Drawing a deep breath and praying I don’t have any personal encounter with Charles, I and Nicholas leave the room.
“Do you know where the pool side is?” He asks as we enter the elevator
“It should be at the ground floor”
As he pushes the ground floor button, I notice his Rolex watch.
That can’t be original. For an underpaid intern, he definitely cannot afford it. But why’d he wear the fake?
Or, given his looks, he has a rich girlfriend that spoils him
But if he has a girlfriend, why did he agree to be in this mess? Is that not cheating?
I didn’t even bother asking him if he had one before shamelessly proposing he became my boyfriend for three weeks.
“Here” he hands me a handkerchief , I couldn’t help but give him a questioning look.
“You are drooling.” His signature smile formed on his lips. He does enjoy riling me up.
I beat the handkerchief from his hand, leaving it on the elevator floor, as I walked out of the elevator.
“I was just being a gentle man. You were staring too hard” I hear him behind me
“Do you have a girlfriend?” my blunt question leaves my lips before I could process it
Gosh, I wish I could slap his smug smile off his beautiful face. What could this guy be thinking?
“I’m all yours baby” he winks
“I’m not into younger guys”
“You forget too quickly. I’m thirty babe. Call me daddy”
Did I make a mistake convincing a flirty playboy to be my fake boyfriend
“The receptionist is not here, how do we find the pool?” I ask, confused
“By looking around”
“Maybe it’s outside. It should be outside”
“Well, there are in-house pools too. I feel smart, but let’s check outside”
“It’s too cold outside. The pool should be inside.”
“Thought as much”
While walking down several hallways, in an attempt to find the pool, my eyes caught sight of a red head in a dimly lit room across from us, with the door slightly open.
I couldn’t make out the face but I could see that she was making out with a very familiar face, the receptionist. Well, here goes our answer.
“We can’t be staring. They need privacy” Nicholas whispers “or we could join them”
I shoot him a dirty glare
“Oh I see the pool” for the first time tonight, he is useful.
I follow him to the pool side.
“Look who we have here. Hey hot stuff ” Steph sends a wink to Nick, she’s always very flirty
“You don’t flirt with people’s boyfriends dumbass” Alfred scolded
Brushing him off, Steph helped me into the pool.
There was a floating table in the center with different kinds of alcohol on it. Steph definitely wasn’t playing about drinking hard tonight.
“We're getting drunk tonight” I smiled as I could hear her excitement. Nicholas joined us in the pool.
“Alfred, Steph. This is Nicholas, my boyfriend”
“Mess with her, you won’t live to tell the tale” Alfred half joked as he shook hands with Nicholas
“And again, this is Charles.”
I didn’t even bother looking up, I could feel him staring at me ever since I entered the pool.
I’m caught between opening up to Alfred and Steph later or letting bygones be bygones.
“Oh, here comes Harry potter’s bride” Steph jokes
“Meet Olivia, my fiancée”
I and Nicholas exchange glances as I take in the soft facial features of the lady that just joined us in the pool.
Was this not the redhead from earlier?
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